Every thought a Thought of YouNo more thought, I ought to do...When there ain’t a thing we seeOr touch we trust is trueEvery thought a thought of You

Every look in search of YouNo need for book when we’re with YouYou wear a thin disguise,O, Light within my Brother’s eyes!Every look in search of You

Every song in praise of YouOur darkest nights are days to YouThe Trees raise branches highLike arms in church to grateful Sky,Every song in praise of You

No one here to believe but YouEveryone else is bound to leave but YouWhen they swear, their love is real, they meanI like the way you make me feelNo one here to believe but YouThere is no one here to believe but You